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He lives in the Chihuahuan Desert, while she stays in Bunker Hill Village. He spends his time fishing and hunting, but she prefers shopping. He drives a Chevy and she drives a Benz. “He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of… Continue Reading →
“He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy and she’s like a Material Girl.” I overheard that one petty friend group no one likes. They were talking about me and my boyfriend. For some reason they hate me, just because… Continue Reading →
“He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy and she’s like a Material Girl.” Is what Tommy had said to his friend, John. “They will never meet! They are from 2 different worlds! Said Tommy while reading some book about… Continue Reading →
“He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy and she’s like a Material Girl.” He wears boots, jeans, and lives in the country while she wears heels, dresses, and lives in the city. They met on tinder. He doesnt have… Continue Reading →
He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy and she’s like a Material Girl”- that’s what the lawyer had said in reaction to pictures of the couple. The two passed away years ago. The wife had been cremated and her… Continue Reading →
I literally laughed out loud while standing outside Julliard after a Saturday night concert. A group was walking by, evidently discussion their friend’s new boyfriend. “He’s a Wild, Wild West kind of guy and she’s like a Material Girl.” There’s… Continue Reading →
“I did! I did!“Mother I actually did! She knew not of a life other,I have been nothing if not a teaching mother,She’s grasped my technique, perfected my touch,She peeled back skin and casted toward the hutch,The rats devoured the leathery… Continue Reading →
I did, I did!I kept pulling on the chain.I know that my pulling is all in vain,the chain disappears in the fog but I continue to pull.I’ve been told that pulling on the chain is a waste of energy. I’ve… Continue Reading →
“I did, I did”Said the serpent to the kidSlithering across the lidWhere the little one now hid“Down my throat they slid,And the same to you, I now bid.” Through the cracks, the serpent spyingThe boy, solemnly crying“You may not live,… Continue Reading →
“I did! I did!” Life spins and crashes to the groundThrough the maze; around and aroundBlurred and fadedDark and jaded Sweet-tart fragrance floats through the airMuffled tones begin the prayerSilence envelopes the spaceSmiles pull towards my face Whispers gathered round… Continue Reading →
As you can imagine, there’s a lot of LOUD people lumbering down the streets of New York City. Case in point, I was walking through the Union Square Farmer’s Market this Saturday and a 35 year old guy started screaming,… Continue Reading →
“It must be so easy to be a chef around here” I heard my partner say while walking past the blocks and blocks dedicated fully to nourishing the surrounding community. “Easy to get a job sure, but being a chef?… Continue Reading →
“It must be so easy to be a chef around here.” That’s what the little child told me, as I brought him through my hut, filled with all the herbs and spices known to man. I chuckled, looking down at… Continue Reading →
———-“It must be so easy to be a chef around here! There’s markets at every corner.” I rolled my eyes and scoffed; does this man really think his taxi driver wants to make conversation at 2 am? ———- The once… Continue Reading →
You would think It must be easy to be a chef around here,But otherwise you may find my crimes bring a bloody tear,Discarded flesh is chopped aside when purpose has gone astray,My workers toil with every day discarded as I… Continue Reading →
“It must be so easy to be a chef around here,” my reflection in the small mirror above the sink said, “there are no other restaurants in town.” I stared, eyebrows raised just a little. I wasn’t sure I’d seen… Continue Reading →
“It must be so easy to be a chef around here,” I commented to no one. At least 30 people were outside eating food I had never seen before from the downtown restaurants. The sun was bright, the wind rustled… Continue Reading →
It must be so easy to be a chef around here,Because no one will run in fear! This market is a paradise with lots of meat! You can chop their butt,And slice their gut and none will bat an eye,… Continue Reading →
One of the hardest businesses to get started in New York City is the restaurant business. It’s UNBELIEVABLY hard! People will be in the middle of setting up a new cafe, and just give up, leaving it half finished, walking… Continue Reading →
‘It’s not kick-you-in-the-face spicy, it’s just right’ read one of many flashing billboards as I walk these busy streets. I’ve been wandering aimlessly in this city for the past half hour, trying to find my way back to the hotel… Continue Reading →